Lyrics:
The gamer kids in the chairs
Eating fast food
What's the point
What's the point
Trying to stay motivated
If it weren't for my girl
Wouldn't be
time-bomb
And now she's living in a shack on a fiery line
With a fridge filled with french bacon
Mouthing all the words of a famous mime
For which she's
home the bacon
We traded in our Shreveport shotgun shack
For a Franklin Road palace, three acres out back
Two Cadillac ragtops sitting in the drive
One
childhood go
My childhood go
My childhood go
Gameboy,Nintindeo
The Xbox, The sega
That's all I wanted to know
I'm a gamer
Gameboy,Nintindeo
The Xbox,
Mama's in the kitchen makin' bacon pancakes
Papa's in the tool shed working on lines
Sugar Shack's steamin' like an old iron train
Everybody's just
I back ya down like Shack Daddy, and bust on ya out the new Caddy
And skirt up Wiltshire Boulevard
I'm not Xzibit, you can't pull my hoe card
I
떠 있는 해를 봐 time to eat
지금은 내게 필요해 새로운 자극이
Cheese or bacon 올린 French Fries
아님 둘 다 올려 토핑 추가해
빨리 어서 찾아봐 빈자리
자리에 앉아 기다린
Chick'n Bites wit some coke
Sittin' in the kitchen, a house in Macon
Loretta's singing on the radio
Smell of coffee, eggs and bacon
Car wheels on a gravel road
Pull
Sittin' in the kitchen, a house in Macon
Loretta's singing on the radio
Smell of coffee, eggs and bacon
Car wheels on a gravel road
Pull
Kill all them niggas, no more symptoms
I'm smokin' weed in my two-shack
I'm gettin' twisted like alley wrenches
Bitch, come dance with the devil
you being jealous bout what I does
'Cos I does it the most
The King of The Coast, in a Pink Plaint Pos
I back ya down like Shack Daddy and
Bust on ya
on you
You old gold minin' hobo
Dry well desert rat Alkali
Put the bacon on to fry
Well, the sun's comin' up and the mule's waitin' for his grain
You onat Henny popn ochea fossil
She shack that thang like ole girl problem
Maracas mu fasta and fasta
OHw i think a got a problem
I sprung out calla
live in a shack
If you strum strings, your favorite color’s black
Don’t look at me, these are just facts
Now, I ain’t no Karen, cause I ain't complaining
ones, catch a breath
I'll be a late one from day one
Tell these bitch niggas, stop hatin'!
All the pigs want 'em for the bacon!
Talkin' money, that's
shaking and baking
Oh wait fuck the bacon...just not Mr. Bacon
I'm taking some plates and you letting me break all your patience
I'm shattering notions
unkind
Just bring home the bacon
And bring it home on time
Hey Louie, can't you see
I couldn't leave you if I tried
Hey Louie, listen to me
We got
the God made me
Born in the burbs raised in church
Hills to climb waves to surf
Dad brought home the bacon so my mom didn't have to work
Every other
it
If I catch any opp lacking
Know that gamer gonna be in a casket
Spectate the streets
Can you see what's happening
If kills are goals
Then I'm
to uranus
Have bare kids like shameless
Playing with your heart like a game that is played by gamers
Half these man are brainless
You ain't doing yourself any
and the bag expanded
so when i blow up, it's because i planned it
fit purple like gba
mastered the shit like a pc game-r
started on a netbook, it was a-cer
gamer
No deaths in the hanger
I'm like Revis, I'm a game changer
Stranger don't speak
Too many rhymes, too many geeks
I love hip-hop but this bitch don't
Icy Rings
(Burr) , sie sind so freezy (Burr)
Nehm' die Pizzakruste really cheesy
Esse 'nen Doublewhopper mit extra Bacon
Trotzdem bin ich kein
write, bars aim to delight
Fanatics, addicts, and video gamers alike
I'm looking over my shoulder just
When I'm lacing my Nikes
Because there's fake
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